i was up until like 2 am just talking and laffing with someone i consider a new friend.
it was nice. but i could definitely feel the hypomanic kind of pull. and the longer the convo went, the more outrageous i got to make her laff.
ah well.
got an email this a.m. from some people that live right here in my town that are relatives on my dad's side. it's ashame that it tok his death to meet them. not even sure i'm too happy about meeting them. the man they knew is so different form the man i knew and i wil never get a chance to discover that person.
seems most of the issues between dad and i stem from relationships with my mom (and other kids mom). the 2 people that should make me feel whole, make me feel like that baby in the King Solomon story, except they let me be cut and half. despite the fact that i writhe in pain, they both seem content to have their piece.
i just want to be whole.
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OMG I am allergic to stress too... I am a lepoard. Seriously! Spots all over my body and they don't know why. Stress is all they have. They told me to get rid of all my stress... hahahhahaha
Yeah I still have spots.
XO
J
By the way have I told you that I love you lately.
Thanks. So much you and Marie are my strength always even if I havent been around lately.
all my love,
J
Oh yeah and I am a total geek... I just saw your Russian comment. I already know it so it is all taken care of in the degree. I was a Russian linguist in the Army. So yes a geek that knows how to use an automatic grenade launcher...
Kinda geeky hot. Right?
haha
J
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